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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 23, 2017 11:05:25 GMT -5
"Literally all I did was dial 9-1-1."
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Post by flamerune on Oct 23, 2017 11:06:25 GMT -5
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I.C Sean wasn’t taking ‘no’ for an answer. Mark slapped his hand over Sean’s mouth. “Shhhhh....” He said.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 23, 2017 11:16:29 GMT -5
John sighed.
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Post by flamerune on Oct 23, 2017 11:20:37 GMT -5
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I.C Jack licked Mark’s hand. Mark squeaked in surprise, jumping into John. “EWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!”
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 23, 2017 11:26:57 GMT -5
John started laughing. Mainly because he knew they were gay-I MEAN WHAT?!?!
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Post by flamerune on Oct 23, 2017 11:29:29 GMT -5
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I.C Mark spun on John, “What?” He asked, “What’s so funny?”
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 23, 2017 11:35:45 GMT -5
"I-Its just funny... Alex does the same thing to me!"
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Post by flamerune on Oct 23, 2017 11:36:55 GMT -5
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I.C Mark’s face flushed bright red, “But.... that... “ Sean winked at Laurens.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 23, 2017 11:43:17 GMT -5
John smirked. I can't wait to spam lenny faces at him.
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Post by flamerune on Oct 23, 2017 11:44:08 GMT -5
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I.C Mark squealed in surprised and looked at Sean, then at John.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 23, 2017 11:46:46 GMT -5
"Welp, I gotta run. Don't want to be late for food... again..."
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Post by flamerune on Oct 23, 2017 11:53:20 GMT -5
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I.C “Wait! How did you know, and not me?” Mark exclaimed.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 23, 2017 11:54:30 GMT -5
John simply wiggled is eyebrows and went running down the street.
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Post by flamerune on Oct 23, 2017 11:56:02 GMT -5
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I.C Mark looked at Sean, who simply smirked and made a kissy face at him.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 23, 2017 12:00:19 GMT -5
John pulled a cartwheel, then slowed as he rounded a corner. He sighed softly as he leaned against a fence to catch his breath.
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Post by flamerune on Oct 23, 2017 12:01:06 GMT -5
O.O.C I’m gonna stop with this rp for a bit, don’t know what to do with it. I.C Words
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 23, 2017 12:01:55 GMT -5
((Same. Unless Mark has to save John, I have no other plot ideas.))
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Post by Armageddidn't on Nov 13, 2017 18:40:54 GMT -5
(( flamerune, I have an idea!))
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Post by flamerune on Nov 13, 2017 18:42:38 GMT -5
➤ CHATTING Yes?
➤ ROLE PLAYING Words ___________________________ credit to тнe wιɴтer ѕoldιer «
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Post by flamerune on Nov 13, 2017 18:42:48 GMT -5
➤ CHATTING Yes?
➤ ROLE PLAYING Words ___________________________ credit to тнe wιɴтer ѕoldιer «
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Post by Armageddidn't on Nov 13, 2017 18:45:51 GMT -5
((What if John almost drowned?))
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Post by flamerune on Nov 13, 2017 18:48:49 GMT -5
➤ CHATTING Hmm
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Post by Armageddidn't on Nov 13, 2017 18:49:37 GMT -5
((Of course, it still needs details, I just would really like to get this back to being active.))
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Post by flamerune on Nov 13, 2017 18:50:34 GMT -5
➤ CHATTING Alrighty, you can start it up.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Nov 13, 2017 18:55:16 GMT -5
A week later, John was defying the rule of never going in the woods alone and going in the woods alone, vlogging it. He had stopped recording for a bit and set his camera down, but suddenly felt nothing under him. He yelped and fell feet-first into icy water. His head hit a rock, and his life flashed before his eyes. I'm going to die here and no one's going to know. was his last thought before falling completely unconscious.
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Post by flamerune on Nov 13, 2017 18:58:06 GMT -5
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➤ ROLE PLAYING Mark was walking with Chica when he heard a yelp and a splash. He frowned and walked towards the sound. He dropped Chica’s leash, running towards the creek. He ignored the freezing cold water and dove in, grabbing John’s limp form. He hooked his arms under his armpits and kicked upwards, dragging John above water, spitting and gasping for air. He dragged his friend to land. “John... John!” He yelled, shaking his shoulders.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Nov 13, 2017 19:06:26 GMT -5
John was unresponsive, barely clinging to life. He was barely aware of someone's faraway voice calling his name. Each scarce breath gargled a little. His heart was slow, about 30 BPM. There was blood coming from somewhere under his dark ginger hair.
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Post by flamerune on Nov 13, 2017 19:09:07 GMT -5
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➤ ROLE PLAYING Mark was shivering uncontrollably, and he cursed, realizing he had jumped in with his phone. He hooked John’s arm over his shoulder, supporting his limp frame. “C-C’mon Chica.” He stammered, and the retriever fell in step behind him. He made his way to the city, trembling.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Nov 13, 2017 19:20:59 GMT -5
John let out a weak cough, a little bit of water coming up. His hazel eyes opened a crack. He saw a small shadow just as it disappeared. Hell no, Inu. You aren't moving from me to my friends. It's not going to happen.
You aren't the boss of me, Johnathan Laurens.
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Post by flamerune on Nov 13, 2017 19:23:04 GMT -5
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➤ ROLE PLAYING Mark found help, and minutes later found himself wrapped in a blanket next to John in the back of an ambulance. ___________________________ credit to тнe wιɴтer ѕoldιer «
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